No compensation for layoffs? Backhand, he lent the company millions

Chapter 9 Continue to take revenge (2)

Perhaps this question sounded too much like a scam. Huang Qi shrank back warily, widening the distance between the two, "What... do you mean?"

However, there were a few pairs of eyes that looked at Yan Jiangchi eagerly, and seemed to be very interested in the way he talked about making money.

Yan Jiangchi said: "I want to fight for a while."

Huang Qi said: "Fight for a breath?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "I want to contact...or organize the people who want to cancel the lease, not only in this room, but also the tenants in all the houses under the landlord's name. Let's unite..."

Someone rushed to answer: "I understand, it's the same as asking for wages for migrant workers."

Yan Jiangchi said: "Absolutely."

Someone said: "It's a good thing, but...it's probably too bad."

Yan Jiangchi asked: "Why?"

The man sighed and said, "I don't have money, I can't afford it."

Yan Jiangchi said: "50 yuan per person per day, I will pay."

Actually made money? is that a lie?

Several pairs of eyes burst into disbelief.

This price is meant as a test. If you are not satisfied, you can add more, up to one hundred. It seems there is no need to add it.

Someone asked: "Really?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "Really."

The man asked: "Let's organize ourselves, and then what? Are we going to fight with the landlord?"

Yan Jiangchi said: "Don't do it. We won't do anything that violates laws and disciplines."

Someone said: "I'm joining. I just resigned and am worried about my travel expenses home."

Yan Jiangchi said: "Okay, count you in, I will transfer today's 50 yuan to you now."

After saying that, Yan Jiangchi took out his mobile phone and quickly transferred money to the man. The man immediately said that he was the only one who would follow Yan Jiangchi's lead.

It is true that people are poor but have short ambitions. 50 yuan can buy the labor force of a down-and-out young man.

That young man might still go to college.

Several more people joined in, and Yan Jiangchi transferred the money one by one.

Huang Qi finally couldn't help it anymore and said, "I'll do it too."

Yan Jiangchi said: "But if you go to work in an insurance company, you will get a basic salary of 2500 yuan a month. Here I am 50 yuan a day, 1500 yuan a month, which is a full 1000 yuan less."

Huang Qi waved his hands repeatedly, "That's not how the account is settled."

Yan Jiangchi said: "You want to come and let me listen?"

Huang Qidao: "The basic salary from the insurance company is 2500, after deducting social security, money will be deducted for being late, and it costs money to ride a bicycle to and from work. In addition, monthly department team building everyone AA, buying work clothes will be deducted from the salary... In short, a At the end of the month, the basic salary will not exceed 2100..."

"Wait a minute," Yan Jiangchi interrupted: "Shouldn't your job rely on commission?"

"I have also sold insurance, but..." Huang Qi lowered his head in embarrassment: "You must think that I am a very holy person. The Buddha in the temple should give me his place." Yan Jiangchi said: "That's not necessarily the case. ,Tell me."

Huang Qidao: "I sold an insurance, critical illness insurance, in the first month I joined the company, and the commission was over 500.

“As a result, on the day I brought the customer to pay the money to sign the contract, another customer who had bought critical illness insurance before—someone else’s customer—got sick and was miserable. He came to settle the claim, but the company shied away and was unwilling to pay.

“I personally heard from the leaders that customers don’t know how to deal with insurance. Unless they are studying medicine, they cannot understand what diseases are covered and what are not covered by critical illness insurance. Also, we told customers when promoting Compensation will be paid once the diagnosis is confirmed, but in fact, the compensation for many diseases has restrictions. You must undergo a specific operation or reach a certain level before compensation is paid.

"I secretly got a few insurance contracts and read them carefully several times. How should I put it, I couldn't understand some things, but I could still feel it. One word: lie.

"If we follow the contract and honestly introduce insurance to our customers, no one will buy it."

Yan Jiangchi said: "It seems you have made a choice."

Huang Qidao: "It's not really a choice, I just feel... I shouldn't lie to people. Being sick is miserable enough. Many people put their hope for treatment on insurance. As a result, they can't get the insurance money at the critical moment, and they lose their money. Despair, how immoral.”

After a moment of silence, Huang Qi laughed to himself, "I can hardly afford to eat, and I still worry about others. I deserve to die poor."

It shouldn't be like this, good people shouldn't suffer poverty, and bad people shouldn't make a lot of money.

Yan Jiangchi had a strange feeling, as if he had received a call from a voice far beyond the horizon, announcing some kind of sacred mission to him. As a person with a system, should he shoulder something?

He wanted to make a promise to Huang Qi, but he was afraid that his ability was limited, so he hesitated for a moment and finally changed the topic.

Yan Jiangchi transferred money to Huang Qi and asked, "When can we organize the people?"

Huang Qi thought for a while, pointed to the floor at his feet and said: "Whoever plans to rent out the house before the end of the year can be listed clearly today. As for other houses rented out by the landlord, as far as I know, they are all resettled in this area. Fang, let me ask around, people will be organized within this week..."

The door to the room opened while they were talking, and it was opened from the outside with a key.

It's Jia Youcai's wife, He Zili.

He Zili is 33 years old this year, 20 years younger than Jia Youcai. The two were a half-way couple. When Jia Youcai got the demolished house, he immediately abandoned his original wife and married the young and beautiful He Zili.

Since marrying Jia Youcai, He Zili has been keen to show off her husband's status as a demolished household. The main way to show off is to wear high-end clothes and carry high-end bags. When her husband wouldn't buy the real thing, she would go shopping online for fakes. She wanted something with a big logo and looked like a noble person. Wearing fake big-name clothes, his whole person exuded a sense of vitriol.

Seeing Yan Jiangchi, she immediately turned cold and asked, "Didn't you move away?"

Yan Jiangchi: "Refund the deposit."

He Zili stretched out two fingers and said, "Let me tell you two things."

She retracted one finger and continued: "First of all, didn't you clamor to read the contract yesterday? I have read it, and it is clearly written in the contract. If you cancel the lease early before the lease period, the deposit will not be refunded."

She stretched out the finger she had just withdrawn again, "Secondly, you have already moved out, and you still come in. Isn't it appropriate? If something is lost in the house, you can't tell."

She held her head high, looking like a winner.

Yan Jiangchi burst into laughter.

Before he could speak, Huang Qi rushed out first. He glared at He Zili angrily and said, "What do you mean? What are you throwing away? You look down on people too much."

Wu Li, who had been following Yan Jiangchi and only listened but said nothing, said: "You opened the door and walked in without saying hello. How dare you call others thieves?"

Being caught in a blind spot, He Zili was very unconvinced, "Our family has so many houses, and we also have a chess and card room, lying on a golden mountain, why do we need to steal your wretched things?"

Wu Li retorted: "Is the pervert who steals underwear because he is poor?"

(End of this chapter)